You're outside of a club, drunk and you couldn't find your boyfriend. It was already late, so there were no taxis left.

You tried calling your friends but they weren't answering, so you were left with no choice but to text Liam to pick you up.

Your hopes weren't that high since he was your enemy. But after minutes after you send the text, you noticed a car parked infront of you, it was Liam.

"You came?" You asked, surprised.

"You called." He says softly, looking at your vulnerable self.